Daphne's POV
They have all lied to me. My mom, my dad, my brothers, my uncles, and even Balthazar. That might have been the last straw. My family I kind of get. I knew mom and dad had to have had a life before me I just never really thought of what is consisted of. Hell I never imagined that they both literally lived through hell. My brothers I get as well. Ben and John were traumatized by the whole thing and I get them not wanting to put that on me. Gabe, Cole, Luke, and Rick were all so young that they probably don't even remember it clearly even if they remember it at all. But for Balthazar to keep this from me.
My first crystal clear memories are of him. It's not that my family isn't clear it's just he was always there. Now I know he was actually always there. Hell even when I was born he was actually in me to make sure I survived. He took care of my while my mom was actually dead and my dad was so consumed by grief he couldn't' help. There's an image I can't imagine, dad without mom or mom without dad. They have always been a unit since I was a baby. That must have been a terrible time in this house. I can see my dad in my mind wracked with grief trying to raise 5 toddlers, one teenager, and a baby all the while wishing for death to be reunited with mom.
I'm not ready to forgive them yet thought, especially not Balthazar. I have never kept a secret from him. He knows everything about me and I thought over the years that he had confided in me everything. I know it is impossible for him tell me everything in this short life compared to what he had lived already but this was big. This was life forming. He should have told me about the demon blood, about his grace being in me, about mom dying, all of it.
The reflection in the mirror is different now. It's the same face I've always seen but now I try to imagine myself has a blonde. I can see it I guess. My grandmas were both blonde so it wouldn't have been a huge shock for me to come out like that. I never really thought about the fact that my hair was pitch black and not the raven dark brown of my mom's. I just assumed we had the same coloring but now I see the difference, I see the evil breaking out if it and I want to smash my mirror but refrain. They all claim none of the evil is still in me but I'm not so sure. Haven't I always been a bit obsessed with the strange, the unnatural, the supernatural? Maybe it's in me.
"Uncle Cas? Uncle Cas can you please come?"I pray out hoping he will hear me. I need to get out of here and I don't want to pass them down stairs. Uncle Gabriel is out because him and mom are to close and he will defend her. Uncle Cas is a bit damaged and doesn't mince words and I need that now. I had heard of Eve but now I know that is not only is she Uncle Cas' one true love but also the goddess of purgatory... could my family get any weirder?
The familiar sound of flapping wings fill the room and I take in the depressed image of my uncle. I understand him so much better now. Before I truly know what I am doing my feet are moving me towards him and I hug him tightly. He reminds stiff for a moment then loosens and hugs me back.
"What is wrong Daphne? You never call for me." Blunt just like I need right now. Straight and to the point. I know he isn't angry at me for calling him, he just wants to know what is wrong.
I take in a deep breath and let out a long sigh. "I told Dad I wanted to be a hunter tonight and he did not take it well." Uncle Cas lets out a strained chuckle and I give him an exasperated look. "Daphne you know your father is never going to approve of you taking up his cause to run around the country to hunt monsters."
My arms drop from our hug and I move back to sit on my bed. "I know he doesn't want it but it's what I want Uncle Cas. Can you get me out of here? I'll tell you about it just not here. I need to get away from everyone just for a few hours."
Uncle Cas gives me a confused look with a tilt of his head. "You want to leave Balthazar here? Not that I don't love you but why me?"
"You aren't my guardian you didn't have the choice to lie to me or not. My parents and Balthazar did. Also I know Uncle Gabriel will try and convince me that mom and dad are right. I just need to get out of here for a bit." He doesn't seem completely satisfied but before I know what is happening we are moving and I open my eyes again in a nice hotel room.
I let out a loud unexpected laugh when I look at my Uncle Cas again. He is dressed in honest to god red flannel footed pjs. He gives me a glare and I look down and see I am in pink flannel footed pjs. I take in the bottles of wine and bourbon along with the ice cream. "This what you mom does when she or Gabby get in a fight with Sam or Dean so it seemed appropriate."
Before I know it I am having a laughing fit. "This is perfect Uncle Cas thanks." He hands me a glass of bourbon and we both take up a spoon and dig into the ice cream. "Ok you ready to tell me why you are so upset?"
For the first time I look at Uncle Cas as an angel in a vessel and not just Uncle Cas. I can see Jimmy Novak who I didn't even know existed. This vessel who died long ago but was my mom's biological father. "They told me everything Uncle Cas. They told me about the body farm, dad going to hell, who you are, how I was born everything. The lied to me about me. It's like my whole world was turned upside down but it's ancient history to everyone else."
He's quiet for a while. To an outsider it would look like he is just savoring his ice cream but I know him. He's thinking of how to word what he wants to say. "I was there when they discussed what they would tell you kids. It was a few months after you were born. Ben watched all of you kids in the basement including Alex and Danny while your mom, dad, Uncle Sam, Aunt Gabby, Grandpa Bobby, Grandma Jody, Balthazar, Gabriel, and me discussed it. It's the first time I really saw how different angels and humans saw things."
It's my turn to give him a quizzical head tilt. He just gives me a small smile that just almost makes his eyes. I know understand why it so rarely does. He's heartbroken. "Angels are born and raised to be warriors. It would be idiotic to not let us know everything about everything. Withholding information like that tantamount to lying and could get one of us killed. We wouldn't see it as protecting a loved one. Giving a child innocence and a happy childhood because those things aren't important to us. All the humans wanted you little ones to be happy and innocent as long as you could. By the end we all agreed to keep our mouth shut about almost everything. Balthazar fought your parents tooth and nail about how you were born. He said you had to know especially with his grace in you. It would be like not telling a person that they had an organ transplant as a child and in reality they were housing a strangers heart but they refused to hear him. They were so worried it would affect you to know what you almost were. To be honest I don't think any of us know what you would have been if you had been born with that blood in you. All I know is that your parents lied to protect you and that Balthazar hated it but did it any ways. I've never told my charges about it either but they have asked me questions about things in their childhood and I refused to lie to them. "
We sit in silence for a moment. He lets me digest. "What if I'm like Uncle Sam and start to get powers? What if there is still a drop left in me?"
Uncle Cas puts his arms around me and pulls me into an awkward hug. "I was there the night we rescued your mother and you. I watched over your mother while your father held her bleeding mangled mess of a body to his while Balthazar entered her. I watched over my brothers' vessels when Gabriel had to enter her as well. I helped Eve rip you from your mother's body. I was there for everything and I can promise you that it is all gone. Balthazar exploded his grace in you. It vanquished any of the poison left in you. And just in case something was missed he left a part of himself in you. Demon blood cannot survive with angelic grace. You are pure child. Do not worry about that. If you are still worried though I know your uncle will speak to you about what to look for. That is one of the few things the humans agreed to tell their children."
"What do you mean they agreed to tell the children?" I had never heard any of this. I had no clue that a demon bleed in my uncle Sammy's mouth as a baby jumpstarting the apocalypse.
"Your Uncle Sam was terrified to have children. He didn't want to pass it on to them and he was worried they would be targeted for it. So on their 18th birthday after they had time to accept the supernatural world they sat them each down and gave them the basics of your Uncle's genetics. Alex handled it very well and it sparked him to want to kill demons even more but Danny did not handle it well at first. He was very worried and depressed and still insists on Gabriel checking him over once a month to make sure he has no signs of the demon blood in him. I can promise you that they are both fine but they do have the genetics just like you and your siblings to be the vessels that your parents all were. " We both take a long gulp of our drinks and he pours us another one.
"Why don't one of you just put a piece of grace in Danny too so he won't worry?" I asked confused. That seems like an easy solution.
Uncle Cas shakes his head no violently. "I do not want you worry about yours or Balthazar's safety but that is a huge angelic no no. It is made very clear to us that we are not to blend human souls and angelic grace. If Gabriel so choose he could have Balthazar and you executed for the infraction. Balthazar took a huge risk in leaving a piece of himself in you and if any other angels knew about it the consequences at this time could lead to another revolt in heaven for Gabriel picking favorites. The risk is just too high to even entertain the idea."
He must tell my heart is pounding a bit too fast and I might be on the verge of a panic because I feel his wings surround me in a warm cocoon. "Don't you ever fret about it. We would all take down heaven, hell, and earth to keep you all safe. Balthazar did the only thing he could and Gabriel knows that. We have kept it secret and grace just like a soul is resilient and cunning. It knows how to hide itself and how to protect itself and host. You have nothing to fear and neither does Balthazar. Don't forget that your brother is part of the trinity he could and would put a stop to any punishment."
We move up further in the big comfy bed and sit in comfortable silence drinking our bourbon and eating our ice cream. "How do you survive it Uncle Cas?" I don't have to tell him what it is he knows.
He turns towards me and I can see the heart break in his eyes. "I don't well to be honest. I just hold on for your brothers, for you, and the rest of your family. I remind myself she wanted me to live a full live and that she did, no does still love me. Also our stubborn family refused to just let me fall and eventually die." It shouldn't be funny but we both chuckle darkly. It's true we are too stubborn to let one of our own fall.
"So what do I do now?" I ask unsure of where I should let me life lead me. Uncle Cas rolls his eyes at me a trait I know my Uncle Sam must have taught him over the years. "You pull a Winchester and drink it out tonight. Then tomorrow you go forgive them all and give them all the kisses and hugs they can handle then start killing evil sons of bitches. Like I said you pull a Winchester." He tells me with a wink.
I laugh and fall into my Uncle who holds me to hug. He's right that's what a Winchester would do. I'll drink it out, realize I love them all too much to be mad and forgive them. Then I will do what I was always meant to do.
We spend the next few hours watching terrible tv and getting drunker. Right before dawn, I know now I am in a fancy hotel suite in Hawii due to the time change I roll over and frown at him. "Can you stay if I call Balthazar?"
He raises his eye brow at me and I blush. "We've never had a fight where we don't make up right after. In fact I'm not quite sure if I've ever spent a night away from him. I want him to come here but I don't want to forgive him fully yet and with you here he'll know he's still in the dog house."
Uncle Cas extends his hand and entangles his fingers with me. "Of course I will stay. Now call your guardian before I explode with his incessant questions over angel radio."
a/n haven't gotten a lot of response on this one but I want to finish it out. it will probably be on the shorter side but I have some crazy things planned.